User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-1298206-20111122220359/@comment-25220117-20111130203150

''His wheezing soon goes silent and his body limp as he dies face first upon the ground, his neck twisted at a strange angle. The parchment reads:''

"Within walls painted red, with the blood of cursed dead, meet my father's vow. Walk a spear's length South, enter not the Devil's mouth, and in not dream but scream your wish you shall complete"